And in Life's noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee, The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy. You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within.
The three great ends which a statesman ought to propose to himself in the government of a nation, are one, Security to possessors two, facility to acquirers and three, hope to all.
He who begins by loving Christianity better than truth will proceed by loving his own sect better than Christianity and end in loving himself better than all.
I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry that is, prose = words in their best order - poetry = the best words in the best order.
Alas! they had been friends in youth but whispering tongues can poison truth.
Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole.
In politics, what begins in fear usually ends in failure.
Poetry: the best words in the best order.
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.
If men could learn from history, what lessons it might teach us. But passion and party blind our eyes, and the light which experience gives us is a lantern on the stern, which shines only on the waves behind us.
In philosophy equally as in poetry it is the highest and most useful prerogative of genius to produce the strongest impressions of novelty, while it rescues admitted truths from the neglect caused by the very circumstance of their universal admission.
The truth is, a great mind must be androgynous.
Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth, And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Unchanged within, to see all changed without, Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at others' Wanings should'st thou fret? Then only might'st thou feel a just regret, Hadst thou withheld thy love or hid thy light In selfish forethought of neglect and slight.
The most general definition of beauty... Multeity in Unity.
Seldom can philosophic genius be more usefully employed than in thus rescuing admitted truths from the neglect caused by the very circumstance of their universal admission.
Life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain
Flowers are lovely; love is flower-like; Friendship is a sheltering tree.
The heart should have fed upon the truth, as insects on a leaf, till it be tinged with the color, and show its food in every... minutest fiber.
And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you, How oft! I bless the Lot, that made me love you.
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